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He deserves a dignified funeral not to be dumped like a dog in the middle of nowhere. Staring outside the window I wiped my tears that quickly and carelessly escaped my eyes.I tried to hold myself together but the guilt was eating at me away. I was not the only one looking outside the window. Marcia was also looking outside the window with a bruise on her face. Part of her failed to believe that it's actually the sweet and kind Brian who did this to her. She has never see him in this way. He is the same person who stands in front of multitudes speaking against women and children abuse. He is the same person who boldly fights for the rights of women and children.

He wanted to disappear, sink into the stone steps beneath his feet, anything but this. Marcia flicked her hair back, her voice taking on a final, cold edge. “Cause one more ounce of trouble in this family, Bryce, and I’ll handle you my own way.” She didn’t wait for his answer. With a sharp turn, she swept away, her three friends following, their laughter light and cruel as glass.

Almost 30 minutes later, I made it to her apartment complex. I walked up to Marianna's door, and right away I knew something was wrong when I saw her door open, I looked inside and for the first time ever fear coursed through my veins.

I questioned. "Snap out of it, Marcia. I asked you a question." Mia stressed and Alaric patted her head slowly and softly. "Not just being an omega but didn't you say you were an outcast in your pack, I mean that's the reason you're here being a maid right?"

She's almost holding him hostage, pinned between the bar and a palm in a large and garish pot. I nudge Charlotte, nodding towards him. "I think Michael would like to be rescued. Marcie is trying to get her claws into him." Charlotte cranes her neck to see over the crowd. "He doesn't like her?" As she spots him, Marcie moving in much closer than 'personal space' allows, her face changes.... Oh, you don't like that, do you.... "No more than I do. Go on, give him some moral support." She weaves her way through the crowd, with a set to her chin that suggests that Marcie may be the one that has bitten off more than she can chew....

Chapter 83 The Werewolf Realm Mars’ Room Clara’s POV “What the hell was that, Marcy! Why were you outside? I thought the deal was for you to stay hidden seven days, then I fix your face and we never see each other again. Do you know what you just did? Micha saw you. Levi’s close friend. The beta of this pack!” Mars was angry. It was the first time I’d heard him say so much at once. I bit my lip and looked down.

The place became fuggy all of a sudden, everything was going well for Mia until the flying witch crashed to the floor with her broom and landed in one of their heads. "This thing is fake '' the musculine one declared. "But the sticky stufff isn't and the white smoke seems like a fug to me," the tallest one added. Just then all the kids in the orphanage and Melinda came down the stairs from the other end and were laughing at them. Everyone was praising Mia for her intense work and bravery but the masked guys heard their vehicle's horn blowing outside. They were still determined to take Melinda away with them, they picked up their guns and pointed it at the little kids that became very scared

the rider spat out. Marcus was about to argue when he realized that they have important matter to deal with. "What's that? Check outside." the guy directed. Erica went out of the gate right away. Kryss ordered, "Run Marcus!" They shielded through a neighborhood's car. Not long after they spotted Erica standing looking for something then she strolled inside the apartment. "That was Erica Heinz. She either work for Marina's family or Marina worked for her." Marcus commented. Few minutes later Kryss suggested that they required to go home. He believed that it's not safe for them to stay there longer.

“Max doesn’t know where I live, and besides, she can get it later. I'm not waiting for my sister to encounter the old ones on her own. It’s not like she knows where we went, it's going to take her time to find us, let’s go!” “Alright let's...” “By the way, who’s Marcie?” Andrea' s P.O.V ‘Ding dong’ the door opened, revealing a smirking Marcie. “Cie, you're...” “Alive, haha very funny. You here to finish the job aren’t you?” “No, I was gonna say you're...um...” “What?” she laughed She was carrying an ax. “Is that for me?” “Girl, quit playing, why are you here? I didn’t forget didn’t I?” my sister didn’t get the time to wipe her memories.

I picked up a mini bag and put my card and my phone inside after I had texted Thelma that I was ready and about to leave the house. I carried my bag and opened my room door gently. I came out of the room after I noticed that the coast was clear. I knew that the old ladies had retired to their rooms early today because they had worked themselves out. They went to the market earlier today and also cooked a large barge of food to take to the orphanage. After they came back they had their dinner and went to their respective rooms. I was able to get out of the house through the back door. My journey started immediately when I got out of the house.